This is the time where we are to express our thankfulness for our great abundance, and we do so by inviting our family to gather and shower them with food. It's a wonderful tradition and one I've cherished more and more as I get older.
While I'm in a grateful mood, this year I'm more focused on being thankful for my dogs.
First and foremost, I'm thankful for Dusty. He'll turn 17 beginning of February and he's in great health. I hug him and kiss him every day as I know each day with him is a precious gift.
I desperately miss my beloved Shiloh at the Bridge, but I am thankful I shared 11 wonderful years with that dog. As one song says: "my heart beats because you showed it how."
I'm even thankful for Daisy, my husband's Border Collie. We've not gotten along well over the years but since Shiloh's passing she seems to be trying to fill that painful wound. This touches me deeply. I'm amazed by her insight and depth of emotion.
There's my little Blitz, affected by DM. I'm thankful for his daily life lessons. No matter how bad a day it is, he always makes me smile.
There's my sweet Moto. While maybe not the best student of Obedience, this dog touches me the way no other dog has. I'm so lucky to have another Heart Dog in my life.
Last but he certainly wouldn't let me say least - it's baby Pinch. At age 1 he's earned four titles already, even more accomplished than Shiloh was at his age. I'm thrilled to have an exciting show prospect, but behind all that drive is a dog of tremendous emotional range. He's the first dog I've had that can laugh loudly, squeal with delight or show genuine hurt.
My dogs - each one has brought their own story, taught me important lessons, and my life is better because they shared their life with mine.
What great creatures they are!
There definately is a reason doG is God spelled backwards, and I'm thankful for that.
Tricks by any other name
10 years ago

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